I somehow failed to mention that I was headed to Florida with the girls and didn't even issue a formal See you, suckers! I'm here now at the end of Day 12 and plan on staying another week, at least. This is the first time I've taken an open-ended, long-distance trip (other than to Guy's parents lake house back in the day, forever ago) and I've got to say it probably sounds a lot more luxurious than it is but it's good, it's been really good. Let's just make it clear that this is not a vacation. This is a family visit and my family is large and spread out. I've driven all over the place!
I'm always conflicted as to how awesome it would really be to be close in proximity to this kin of mine. The dream of it feels like it would be awesome. The wonderment of seeing my mom, my sibs and extended family always seems that much more so because I don't see them more often than once a year or so (some years we've visited more than others, I think our record is 3 trips in one year) and I always receive a hero's welcome. The prodigal daughter returns! Of course, we're in constant contact and, sure, we quibble from time to time but really, I adore these people and relish the reunion and the nostalgia that each trip brings. The kids are so big! The cousins together, just as we always imagined! It's special, you know. Would it be if I lived down the street? Never having experienced it, I honestly don't know. I've now lived in Dallas longer than I have lived anywhere.
All the same, we love it here and, though I miss Guy terribly, I'm glad the girls and I get to stay as long as we like and can afford to within the confines of typical summer commitments (camps and whatnot).
On a not entirely different subject, how shocked are we that the end of summer break looms near? August promises to be a busy month and then POOF!, bye bye carefree days and hello school days, fool days. Man, I hate that. Can't it be summer forever?